" Alright ... you just better not be like the last guy."Heather removed her belt and jeans revealing large white cotton panties. And she looked good ...in them. A big triangle of cotton girding her ample hips and her two milky thighs beneath. Heather spread her legs and let me do the honors. And what an honor it was removing this white cotton pair of panties. There was the winterbush of my fantasies. If she ever had shaved in more seasonable weather, there was no evidence of it this. The faces are cloaked in cowl draped shadow, taunting her with their mystery. Slow steps, anxious eyes look into the darkness, trying to see… trying to know. Each step drawing her closer – burnished wood, icy stone. She can not escape the circle of souls surrounding the white draped form. She struggles inside as she realizes she really does not wish to. Emotions filling her soul, calling to her in a dance of ancient desire and the emergence of restless anticipation. Guiding hands – urging. Keith licked trying to take me over the edge but the orgasm was never quite climaxed. My head was spinning and I pulled Keith up. “Your turn” I said. I got between his legs and pulled his dick to my mouth. I wanted to do this, but was hesitant as not knowing what exactly to do or what to expect. I opened wide and took the tip in my mouth. He pushed up thrusting his cock deeper in my mouth. I was really enjoying the feeling of his hot dick in my mouth and wondered why I waited so long to do. However this was on condition both of them stayed clothed. I contacted Charlie and he said yes anything to save her. Charley was my size and even had similar features, in fact he was as near as possible to a more muscular teenage version of me.Before we started I fixed up more of the C.C.T.V. camera links that I had in stock. I set the angles in a way that covered the entire shoot. Then I attached them to a splitter box, this allowed the six angles to be displayed on six split screen sections.